A lyric, of course, and one which takes me back to pre-history, an album first bought on vinyl in 1968 and just refreshed as a remastered CD. Music keeps me sane, which is more than I can say for gardening. I drank my morning cup of tea looking out of the kitchen window at the pyracantha which I swear was enjoying a laugh at my expense. It's tempting to get out the chainsaw - my favourite gardening tool - and dispatch it back from whence it came.
An intriguing day involving a free lunch, a confession, a bit of meditation and some CBT. Five weeks and four days to go..... not that I'm counting.
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